[Even his most earnest attempts had never been this..... this professional. This slick. Kalim has always at least been aware of the fact that he's been losing time, even if he had successfully convinced him that he was prone to nodding off at the worst possible times. And yet..... he doesn't remember this place. At all. He doesn't even remember any time that he could have gone missing, nor anything subtly off that could betray fabricated memories to cover up the discrepancies caused by his absence. This..... is absolutely perfect, practiced, seamless.
He's overwhelmingly envious, even if it makes his blood runs cold.
He should learn from them, if he can--not only for the sake of escaping, (again?) but for his own personal growth as well. Just because he gets average marks in alchemy doesn't mean he's bad at it by any means--he'll just need to start seriously studying science, if he can slither his way into their captors' good graces enough to gain employment with them. All he needs to start with is a foot in the door somehow, so he can work towards gaining their trust.....
At least developing the first inklings of a plan means he has something to cling to, some rock to steady himself with as the storm rages around (and within) him. Far better to plan for the future, as the Sorcerer of the Sands would surely have done, rather than to make himself sick stressing out over hypotheticals.]
.....I suppose so. We'll just have to see, won't we?
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He's overwhelmingly envious, even if it makes his blood runs cold.
He should learn from them, if he can--not only for the sake of escaping, (again?) but for his own personal growth as well. Just because he gets average marks in alchemy doesn't mean he's bad at it by any means--he'll just need to start seriously studying science, if he can slither his way into their captors' good graces enough to gain employment with them. All he needs to start with is a foot in the door somehow, so he can work towards gaining their trust.....
At least developing the first inklings of a plan means he has something to cling to, some rock to steady himself with as the storm rages around (and within) him. Far better to plan for the future, as the Sorcerer of the Sands would surely have done, rather than to make himself sick stressing out over hypotheticals.]
.....I suppose so. We'll just have to see, won't we?